“Ancient freaks, aren’t they all solitary and domineering? Why form alliances now?” Shi Hao remarked.
“Circumstances force it. Since some have already allied, those left alone will surely be in peril. Take yourself, for example—though peerlessly talented, rivaling ancient prodigies—if two Join forces or three Siege you, could you still protect yourself?” Long Yu countered.
Shi Hao smiled but said nothing.
“I know your strength is enough to overlook the current era, but every ancient king was the same. Each once ruled their generation.” Seeing his indifference, Long Yu pressed on, “Except for rare cases like the Ten Crown King, none of the ancient kings were significantly weaker than the others before taking that final step. If two or three Join forces to kill one, it’s absolutely fatal. So, though you’re strong, you should still ally with like-minded peers.”
Shi Hao nodded silently.
Cao Yuzi and Qing Yi sat nearby, refraining from comment but inwardly shocked—ancient freaks had finally arrived, treating Shi Hao as one of their own.
“Join us, brother. Only then can we survive in the Immortal Ancient and seize the ultimate fortune,” Long Yu urged.
“I’ll consider it, but mere Heaven Nation hunters are beneath my notice,” Shi Hao replied calmly.
“Don’t underestimate Heaven Nation. Their top hunter is formidable enough to trouble even ancient kings. But the true terror is their ancient freak—even the Ten Crown King and Ning Chuan must brace themselves if he acts,” Long Yu warned gravely.
“Has he taken the final step?” Shi Hao asked.
“With his abilities, absolutely!” Long Yu declared.
“Oh?” Shi Hao remained noncommittal.
The Divine Striking Stone stifled its urge to boast—Shi Hao had already taken that step, but revealing it would ruin their plans to trap their enemies.
“The Temple’s Ancient Holy Son’s ‘Nine Heavens Ten Earths Scripture’ is nearly invincible, absurdly powerful.” Long Yu then shifted focus, mentioning the Netherworld: “The Dark Divine Son isn’t an ancient freak—he surpasses them.”
“How so?” Qing Yi inquired, eager to learn more.
“He’s an ancient corpse, awakened in this era. His true origin? A primordial oddity buried since the dawn of time, his body indestructible, his presence near-demonic. Though he lost his past divine abilities, his flesh retains instinctive reactions, emitting eerie radiance to tear foes apart. Even Jundao and the Fallen Divine Son deem him more terrifying than some ancient kings.”
“I see,” Shi Hao nodded, still unswayed.
Long Yu sighed. “You’re too confident. Let me share unverified but alarming news: the Six Crown King has emerged, rallying forces with other top kings. Worse, the mysterious cultivator from the Savage Nest—the one who condensed an immortal aura—has also surfaced, with allies.”
Cao Yuzi and Qing Yi paled at the dire update.
“Ning Chuan and the Ten Crown King have surely taken that step. As for the Savage Nest figure, Shi Hao witnessed his might firsthand—he’s already succeeded, peerlessly powerful.”
“Immortal Ancient is descending into chaos,” Cao Yuzi muttered.
“Exactly. So, brother, you must ally with us to weather this storm,” Long Yu implored.
Shi Hao finally agreed. “Very well. I’d like to eliminate Heaven Nation and Netherworld forces immediately. Can your people locate and assist?”
Long Yu hesitated. “Too rash! Heaven Nation’s ancient freak is fearsome, and the Dark Divine Son is enigmatic. We must plan carefully.”
“Delay risks them advancing further,” Shi Hao countered.
“That final step isn’t easily taken. Few ancient kings achieve it,” Long Yu argued, then relented: “But if we’re certain of success, we could strike decisively.”
“What counts as certainty?” the little rabbit asked, eyes wide.
“One of us must take that step. Jundao is secluded, but the Fallen Divine Son is nearly there,” Long Yu revealed.
Qing Yi and Cao Yuzi tensed—the Fallen Divine Son was legendary, having slain two ancient freaks in his first Immortal Ancient campaign.
“Impressive,” Shi Hao acknowledged sincerely, knowing the terror of that breakthrough firsthand.
Long Yu pressed on: “Rumor says you obtained an immortal corpse. If Jundao and the Fallen Divine Son studied it, they might breakthrough instantly. They’d compensate you handsomely.”
“Name your treasures. If worthy, I’ll share the corpse,” Shi Hao replied.
Elated, Long Yu vowed: “I’ll arrange it. Wait in Burial City.” He departed swiftly via a boundary-breaking talisman, untraceable.
“Is the situation so dire that even ancient freaks must ally?” the little rabbit fretted, fists clenched. “I’ll take that step too!”
“Can we trust him?” Qing Yi asked.
“Some truth, some lies,” Shi Hao mused. Heaven Nation and Netherworld allying made sense, but Ning Chuan? Unlikely—too proud to rely on others.
Moreover, Shi Hao, having condensed immortal aura, knew its power rendered Group Battle meaningless. True elites needed no alliances.
“Long Yu also doesn’t know I have a grudge against the Fallen Divine Son,” he added.
The group froze—the Fallen Divine Son had slain a Three Crown King in his debut, shocking the world.
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In a secluded ancient cave, shrouded in mist, Jundao opened his eyes to the Fallen Divine Son’s presence. “Your aura nears completion. Astonishing.”
Amid swirling chaos, the Fallen Divine Son sat, his gaze conjuring visions of fallen deities. “This time, no Eerie appeared during my Breakthrough, yet I halted, fearing the final step.”
“You’re close? Half the ancient kings perished attempting this!” Jundao marveled.
“I suspect Ultimate Horror lurks, so I prepare meticulously,” the Fallen Divine Son replied.
“Perhaps the Ancient Fantasy’s rules have shifted. Three others recently Breakthrough without encountering Eerie—though they still fell to their own Dao,” Jundao suggested.
” Eerie has retreated?!” The Fallen Divine Son’s eyes blazed with divine light.
“I summoned you with good news: Shi Hao possesses an immortal corpse fragment…”
“Unnecessary. I bested his senior brothers millennia ago. I’ll succeed unaided,” the Fallen Divine Son dismissed.
“Truly peerless. Only you, the Ten Crown King, and Ning Chuan may transcend,” Jundao sighed.
“I’ll Seclusion, then retrieve the corpse for you. Distractions now are fatal.”
“Let me test if Eerie truly vanished first,” Jundao proposed.
A day later, Jundao emerged unscathed. “The horrors are gone. But taming your own Dao remains the true trial. Most of us perish to our own paths.”
“Fear not. I’ll succeed within two days,” the Fallen Divine Son vowed before vanishing.
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